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Title: Burning
Author: Janine
Fandom: The Hollows
Pairing: Ivy/Rachel, Ivy/Glenn
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don’t own them.
Summary: Rachel is the third wheel, and doesn’t like it at all.
 

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I watched as his dark fingers slid gently down her pale forearm, moving slowly until his fingers met hers and their digits merged, twining together in a hypnotic swirl of chocolate and cream, like Gold Medal Ribbon ice-cream. Her thumb brushed the back of his hand, swiping over the skin just once, and then she turned her head towards him and smiled. Her expression wasn’t edged with fang, nor was there any hint of danger in it. There was only a warm, sort of amused affection in her eyes and I felt a pang inside upon seeing it.

She looked young at that moment. No, not young, peaceful. She looked peaceful at that moment. She looked beautiful and flush, full of life instead of shadowed by misery. It made me remember her standing in our foyer in her mother’s sundress, a faint blush upon her cheek as I gaped at her, and I wished that I had seen her like that more often. I wished that I inspired her to look at me like that, instead of the smile with an edge of pain that I always seemed to bring to her lips.

I blinked, suddenly feeling tears in my eyes, and I watched blearily as Glenn playfully tugged at Ivy’s hand, trying to draw her into him. Ivy lifted an imperious eyebrow at him then, and resisted his pull with a smile.

“Oh, I see how it’s gonna be,” Glenn rumbled, his voice holding a teasing sort of threat as he stared at Ivy thoughtfully.

They had slowed to stop, and automatically I slowed as well, watching, horrified and captivated as Glenn covered Ivy’s slim wrist with his other hand and began to tug again, pretending – or maybe not – to use all of his strength to move her. They held each others eyes as Glenn tugged and Ivy continued to easily resist, however after a few moments Ivy grinned easily and gracefully allowed herself to fall into Glenn, who murmured, “Thank you for humoring me,” to her, before lazily drawing his arm around her shoulder in a motion that was too light and sweet to be seen as a sign of possession.

“You’re lucky to have me,” Ivy responded, her voice sinking into a slight gray silk purr that I really heard when the sun was high in the sky and her eyes were a deep rich brown. “I’m wonderful,” she continued batting her eyelashes coquettishly.

Glenn smirked at that and rolled his eyes at her, before tilting his head to the side to press a kiss against her temple.

My stomach rolled, and for a moment I felt like I was going to lose everything I had ever eaten all over the sidewalk.

“And humble,” Glenn said.

They were walking again and I began to move as well, glad to be in motion again. Walking and his voice were distracting me from my urge to gag.

“I like that most about you,” he continued.

Ivy chuckled at that, the sound sending a shiver straight through me, and when I looked over at her, a thread of desire tore through me so quickly that I almost gasped.

“Really?” There was nothing sweet or innocent about the smile she shot Glenn as she spoke. “I though you liked -”

A car horn beeped as we rounded the corner and I thanked whatever deities that might be listening for the noise since it swallowed the end of Ivy’s sentence, which the knot in my stomach told me I really, really didn’t want to hear.

“Rachel.”

My stomach hurt. It actually hurt. And I was certain that I was sweating a little. It was an usually warm day for March, but it was still spring jacket weather, and we hadn’t been walking for that long. I shouldn’t have been sweating. And why did my stomach hurt?

“Rachel.”

I was walking more quickly, and had outpaced Ivy and Glenn after we rounded the corner. I couldn’t see them behind me, and my stomach started to unclench without the constant assault of their smiling, laughing, sex-joking faces endlessly mocking me.

“Rachel!”

“What?!?” I snapped, spinning around to face Ivy with an irritable expression on my face. I regretted it the moment the word was out of my mouth, and I felt even worse when I saw the surprised and hurt expression on Ivy’s face, before her features smoothed over revealing nothing of what she was thinking or feeling.

“We’re here,” Ivy said as my own face contorted into an expression of regret.

The truth was, Ivy was there, I had blown straight by the gelato shop that we’d all thought it would be such a good idea to go to fifteen minutes ago, and was standing at the end of the street ready to cross the road.

“Oh. Yeah,” I responded, feeling the inadequacy of my response acutely, even as the words fell from my lips. “So we are,” I continued, talking but saying nothing.

Ivy held my gaze for a moment, her face closed off and unreadable. She breathed in deeply, and then exhaled just as slowly, her shoulders slumping slightly as she did, and then her hand slipped out of Glenn’s. A second later her eyes cut away from mine, and she turned sharply on her heel and strode into the shop alone.

I sighed deeply as I watched her stalk away, silent, tense, and distant. She’d been laughing a minute ago, before I opened my big mouth. She’d been happy before I’d taken it away in a split second of thoughtlessness.

“So,” Glenn began, hesitant as he looked over at me. “She’s pissed at you, right?”

His gaze kept flickering between the window of the shop and me, and I knew that he wanted to go after Ivy, but only if he knew that she wasn’t likely to try and take his head off for his concern.

“Yeah,” I sulked. “She’s pissed at me,” I confirmed staring moodily in the direction we had come from; in the direction of home.

“Don’t,” Glenn said, his firm slightly disapproving tone surprising me. “We came out for gelato, let’s have gelato. She’ll cool down. She never stays mad at you for long, you know that. Running away isn’t gonna do anything but piss her off even more.”

I looked down at my feet as he finished speaking, shamed by his accurate assessment of me and what I had been thinking, and also by the knowledge that he was right. Leaving wouldn’t have helped, only made things worse, just like he said. I knew that, and I had still be tempted to run.

“Come on Morgan. I thought you were fearless.”

His tone was gloating, though I noted that there was an undercurrent of genuine surprise in his voice. I don’t think he had realized how truly tantalizing the idea of running away was to me until he saw my guilty expression and observed my complete lack of moving towards the shop.

“Shows what you know,” I replied smirking, taking a step towards him and the shop even though what I really wanted to do was bolt. I couldn’t though, not after he had called me out. “I was born scared, and I’ve been running that way ever since,” I continued winking at him as I brushed by him. “Coming?” I asked in a sing-song voice, looking over my shoulder, feigning an ease I didn’t truly feel.

I was good at pretending. If I’d majored in that in college, I probably would have graduated.

“Yeah,” Glenn said, shaking his head a little as if to clear it of the confusion only women could create in men.

I turned from him and pushed on the door, my eyes immediately focusing on Ivy’s brooding figure as I slipped inside.

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Later that night …

I watched Ivy slink into the kitchen in her black silk robe. I hadn’t even known she was home, but that wasn’t strange. Ivy was naturally stealthy and only made noise for my benefit so that I would know where she was and not yell at her for sneaking around when she had only been trying to get a glass of orange juice.

She looked over at me and nodded, her hands drifting down to the ties of her robe to tug a tighter knot as she moved towards the counter. She had to have known I was back home, my scent always gave me away, but I think she was surprised to find me in the kitchen. Her hair was tussled, and there was a lethargic, sleepy quality to her movements that I usually didn’t observe at night.

She lifted her arm to open the cabinet over the sink, and her robe parted a little, the adjustment she had tried to make a few seconds before not holding under the shifting of her new movement. She was still decent after the robe slipped, but the swell of her breast became visible, and I suddenly found that I had the willpower of a twelve year old boy as a stared at the smooth swell of flesh, completely captivated and unable to look away.

She pulled down two plates, and I licked my lips before opening them to speak. Even though I was in the kitchen, I wasn’t hungry. I’d been tense and on edge since the afternoon. Fighting with Ivy always left me that way these days, and I hadn’t been able to sleep. I thought about going for a walk, but it was dead of night and there was no reason for me to go out there wandering about for no reason. So, I decided to try and be productive, and I hauled a few of books out to do some research.

“I …” I began to say, ready to inform her that I wasn’t hungry and there was no reason to fix two plates.

However, before I could get anything more out of my mouth a faint sound reached my ears from the back of the church, where our bedrooms were, and I realized that Ivy hadn’t been alone. The second plate wasn’t for me. It was for Glenn; who was in Ivy’s room, probably lounging on her bed, as naked as she was under that robe.

I closed my mouth and turned back to the book in front of me, staring at it unseeing. My heart was pounding beneath my chest, and I felt tears prickling my eyes though I had no reason to cry. I closed my eyes and tried to calm my breathing, knowing that Ivy would soon pick up on my increased heart rate, but no matter how many deep and calming breaths I tried to take, I could not calm my anxiousness.

My eyes drifted back over to Ivy, and I had to fight with all that I had not to jerk back as I found her staring directly at me.

“What?” she asked, not blinking as she continued to stare at me.

“What?” I squeaked, trying very hard not to let my eyes wander down to the ‘v’ of her still parted robe.

“You started to say something,” she prompted, crossing her arms. “What was it?”

“Nothing,” I said looking away from her, unable to stop my eyes from roaming over her figure on the way back to my book.

“Nothing?” she asked sounding distinctly unconvinced.

“Nothing,” I confirmed.

Ivy didn’t say anything in response to that, and I knew that she had turned around to continue fixing whatever it was that she was fixing to eat.

I waited for a few seconds, until I was sure her back was turned, and then I looked over at her again, watching her smooth, graceful movements as she dipped a knife into a jar of peanut butter and then began to slather a healthy layer onto a piece of bread. Her movements were methodical, rhythmic and I found myself hypnotized by her, captured, and enthralled as her arm moved back and forth, and one of her bare feet restlessly rubbed up and down a smooth, pale leg.

She had nice legs. Long, tapered, firm, but not overly muscled. Ivy was trim, but her vampire heritage made her strong, and I knew from the sparring sessions we used to have that her legs were strong. I’d felt them, clamped against me, holding me down in the past, and it had been like being trapped in a vice. She had simply smiled at me as I struggled beneath her, easily riding out my efforts to escape her far too intoxicating hold.

“What’s the matter with you?” Ivy bit out.

Her words were clipped and precise as she fought to keep her irritation with me in check.

“Nothing,” I said, realizing that my thoughts had been having a bit of an effect on my body. “Sorry,” I added.

I hadn’t heard that particular tone from her since we had decided not to pursue a blood balance, and I had stopped fantasizing about her biting me – at least when she was present.

“Sorry,” I added again when Ivy continued to stare at me.

Her stance loosened after my second apology, and a bit morosely she lifted her hand up and stuck her thumb in her mouth, sucking off a smudge of peanut butter that I could just barely make out. Her tongue peaked out as she swiped it around her thumb, and I felt something inside of me clench and throb as my pulse spiked.

Ivy lifted heavily lidded eyes towards me, her gaze piercing me as her thumb popped out of her mouth. My eyes locked on the glistening tip of her finger, and unconsciously I licked my lips.

“It was your decision,” she said drawing my eyes back to hers. “It still is.”

With that she turned her back to me, and reached for the plates resting in front of her. She picked them up, and then in a swish of silk she was gone, the faint scent of vampire incense lingering the room being the only sign she had even been there.

I sighed, and dropped my head onto my open book. I thought of Ivy and Glenn in her room, his mouth on her fingers licking away any peanut butter that she had missed, or perhaps that she had put on her finger on the way back to her room. I thought about her slow, easy smile and the soft, feline purr of the contentment that she was likely to make, and I burned with jealousy … just as I had been seething with it all day.

I wanted Ivy to smile at me without pain lurking at the corners of her smile. I wanted to wrap my arm around her waist, and feel her body, flush and warm against my side. I wanted her to dip her spoon into my gelato without a second thought in the middle of a conversation because she knew I wouldn’t mind. I wanted to see her cover her nude, sweat slicked body in dark silk, and I wanted to take it off again later.

I wanted Ivy.

I sighed, and shifted my legs beneath the large table at the back of our kitchen.

I really wanted Ivy.

But Ivy was with Glenn, and I would have to learn to live with that.

The End

 

Date: 2009-04-02 10:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fembuck.livejournal.com
This is what McGee has done to me!

I'm glad that you liked it, even though it was kind of a giant eff-yew.

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Date: 2009-04-02 10:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] su-bones.livejournal.com
I really thought Rachel was going to throw up for a moment...if I were her, I'd probably would have. And I know that she deserves this, having to watch Ivy happy with someone else, but I still feel sorry for her and wanted this little piece to have a happy ending. Damn me, my Rachel-love and my fluff-love.

Amazingly writen, as always :)

Date: 2009-04-02 10:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fembuck.livejournal.com
I really thought Rachel was going to throw up for a moment...if I were her, I'd probably would have.

lol! I'm actually surprised that writing Ivy/Glenn didn't cause me any mental distress. WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME? [David after the Dentist]Is this real?[/DATD]

And I know that she deserves this

She really does.

but I still feel sorry for her and wanted this little piece to have a happy ending.

No tears. It's not over yet.

Honestly, I think I just needed to get this out of my system. And even in this story, Ivy left a door open for Rachel. I just need a little more time to grieve, then I can get on with retconning and ignoring stuff I don't like!

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Date: 2009-04-02 11:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ic1pher.livejournal.com
Loved this. Ivy rubbing it in Rachel's face. Ivy being moderately content and confident. Ingeniosity. Rachel being mainly miserable and terribly regretting not doing anything sooner. Manna from heaven. Didn't know I needed to read this so much, before I did. Thanks. :)

Date: 2009-04-02 11:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fembuck.livejournal.com
Didn't know I needed to read this so much, before I did. Thanks. :)

You're welcome! I didn't know I needed it until I wrote it. I was trying to write something sweet post-WWBC and this is what came out. I think I really am going to have to pretend the series ended with FFMD to write happy Ravy.

Ivy rubbing it in Rachel's face.

I enjoyed writing this. Finally, the shoe is on the other foot. Ivy's had to sit through this like three times already, it's about time she got her sex on (where Rachel can see it, and choke on it).
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Date: 2009-04-02 11:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fembuck.livejournal.com
It's terrible that I enjoyed Rachel in agony over Ivy, and the adorableness of Ivy and Glenn.

Then I guess it's terrible that I enjoyed writing it so much, lol. I had the biggest grin on my face writing Ivy/Glenn in the first part of the story, and pissy Rachel. Rachel deserves what she's getting, and Ivy deserves what she's getting. And maybe if Rachel ever pulls her head out of her ass, she'll be fortunate they'll both get what they want. If Rachel smartens up, which I'm beginning to think she's physically incapable of.

Date: 2009-04-02 11:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] trancer21.livejournal.com
Wow, I never thought I'd like the Ivy/Glenn pairing but you make it work. It's probably 'cuz you put in more thought to it than CBMcG.

While there's a part of me that *wants* to feel sorry for Rachel, it just seems like a total Rachel thing to do - making herself miserable over someone else's happiness... and in the process, making Ivy miserable.

But I love the ending and Ivy's 'this could still be yours.. but I'm not waiting any longer for you to make up your fucking mind'. *sigh* She's so dreamy!

Date: 2009-04-02 11:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fembuck.livejournal.com
I never thought I'd like the Ivy/Glenn pairing but you make it work.

I never minded Ivy/Glenn (mostly because he seems to make her smile), but I'm surprised how painless it was for me to write them. I don't think they'll last, but happy Ivy makes me happy.

it just seems like a total Rachel thing to do - making herself miserable over someone else's happiness... and in the process, making Ivy miserable.


OMG! This. I didn't even really intend for Rachel to cock-block Ivy's happiness in this, but it just naturally happened as a result of her epic sulking. Rachel is always thinking about Rachel. Even when she condescends to think about someone else, it's usually in relation to how they make her feel.

*sigh* She's so dreamy!

This.

Ivy should be getting laid left, right and center, and if Rachel won't do it, then eff her. Ivy can date an adult, who is professional, who is thoughtful, who has SHOWN that he has the capability to change, and who will admit to liking her and wanting her ... and Rachel can FUCK. OFF.

Date: 2009-04-02 11:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alexz6.livejournal.com
ouchy :(

Date: 2009-04-02 11:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fembuck.livejournal.com
Yeah. The truth hurts. And it's about time that it hurt Rachel.

Obviously, I'm working through some issues with this story.

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Date: 2009-04-02 11:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] katiepult.livejournal.com
Grrrrr :P nice and angsty. Omg. lol. Nice fic :)

Date: 2009-04-02 11:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fembuck.livejournal.com
Thanks! I'm glad that you enjoyed it (even though it was kind of a giant eff-yew to Rachel) :D

Date: 2009-04-02 11:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] amikana.livejournal.com
great job! an excellent read! :)

Date: 2009-04-03 12:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ralphy137.livejournal.com
This was awesome.

I find it so funny that I was totally oblivious to ivy/glenn in the book. >_<
maybe I will have to read ti again!

Date: 2009-04-03 01:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ex-stanleyt.livejournal.com
Yeah, I was too... When I re-read the book after finding out about them, there were little things throughout the book :)

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Date: 2009-04-03 01:49 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
this was good. i never thought of glenn with ivy but you make it work. just out of curiosity what happened to all your reviews of wwbc?

Date: 2009-04-05 06:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fembuck.livejournal.com
i never thought of glenn with ivy but you make it work.

Believe me, I wouldn't have thought of it either. But Cock Block did, so I just tried to make the best of it. *sigh*

just out of curiosity what happened to all your reviews of wwbc?

Some idiot posted a link to my journal on Kim's Drama Box page, so I had to friends lock all of my rants. There was like a -1% chance she'd look at it, but I still locked the entries cause I would have felt like a complete asshole otherwise. Probably by Wednesday when the link is no longer on her page, I'll unlock everything.

Date: 2009-04-03 01:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jaina47.livejournal.com
“Yeah,” Glenn said, shaking his head a little as if to clear it of the confusion only women could create in men.

Heh. Poor Glenn. At least he realized it wasn't him Ivy was pissed at.


I thought about her slow, easy smile and the soft, feline purr of the contentment that she was likely to make, and I burned with jealousy … just as I had been seething with it all day.

See this is what KH has done to us! She's make me enjoy/love fics like this, where Ivy is getting at least slightly even with Rachel for all of the crap she's pulled and I don't even really feel sorry for Rachel.

“It was your decision,” she said drawing my eyes back to hers. “It still is.”

Ivy definitely has a point there, is what I'm saying.

Date: 2009-04-05 06:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fembuck.livejournal.com
At least he realized it wasn't him Ivy was pissed at.

Yeah. I'd imagine that most of the bad moods Glenn has to deal with from Ivy aren't caused by him, but my Rachel being an idiot, which sucks for Glenn hardcore.

See this is what KH has done to us! She's make me enjoy/love fics like this, where Ivy is getting at least slightly even with Rachel for all of the crap she's pulled and I don't even really feel sorry for Rachel.

Yep. This is exactly what she's done. She's made us want the lead character to suffer (a little bit at least. I wouldn't wish Ivy level suffering on Rachel).

Ivy definitely has a point there, is what I'm saying.

*nods* Rachel could have Ivy if she was willing to fight for her. Ivy is comfortable with Glenn no doubt, but she's head over heels for Rachel. If Rachel made a genuine offer to her, Ivy would accept it in a second flat. But Rachel would have to do some soul searching first, and that is like kryptonite to her.

Date: 2009-04-03 02:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] queen-bellatrix.livejournal.com
Thank you so much for this! It fit my mood perfectly today *g* If I can't have my Ravy pairing in cannon, I'd love to see Rachel squirm the way she did in this fic. This reminds me of the scene in FFDM where Skimmer bakes the muffins and is trying to be all lovy with Ivy and Ivy's stopping her for fear of Rachel's feelings, except that Ivy is finally being happy and telling Rachel to go take a hike if she doesn't like it which felt quite good.

This fic also points out to me why I ocasionally despise Rachel. She doesn't want Ivy; she's made it clear she's "not wired that way", but God forbid Ivy be with anyone else. Rachel's bitching about anyone Ivy even thinks about being with (with the notable exception of David for some reason, probably because he's a man and she doesn't consider him on the same level of competition as a woman) had me nashing my teeth in frustration.

Date: 2009-04-05 06:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fembuck.livejournal.com
If I can't have my Ravy pairing in cannon, I'd love to see Rachel squirm

This. At this point, Rachel needs to earn Ivy's love. She needs to fight for her, because she has put that woman through more than enough. Rachel is not a special snow-flake, the world does not revolve around her, and she should actually have to work for a reward every once in a while.

where Skimmer bakes the muffins and is trying to be all lovy with Ivy and Ivy's stopping her for fear of Rachel's feelings, except that Ivy is finally being happy and telling Rachel to go take a hike if she doesn't like it which felt quite good.

God, this scene made me SO uncomfortable. And it made me kind of dislike Ivy a bit (which should just never happen, cause I love Ivy). But Ivy was being a douche. Rachel is NOT Ivy's ex-girlfriend. Rachel makes no effort to protect Ivy from her love life (having sex in Ivy's bathtub and on the couch and whatnot), so Ivy trying to get Skimmer to stop showing affection by baking fucking muffins PISSED ME OFF SO MUCH. Honestly, Kim made Ivy seem almost as insensitive as Rachel is all the time when Ivy and Skimmer were together.

She doesn't want Ivy; she's made it clear she's "not wired that way", but God forbid Ivy be with anyone else.

Oh, I know. And it's especially annoying because Rachel DOES want Ivy "that way" she just keeps lying to herself about it. And so, then getting super jealous, when someone else actually wants Ivy and openly admits to desiring her/loving her/wanting to be with her, Rachel's jealous isn't cute. It makes her look like the biggest asshole on the fucking planet, because she doesn't need to be jealous. She could have Ivy whenever she wants, and she CHOOSES not to. If you make a choice, fucking live with it Rachel.

with the notable exception of David for some reason, probably because he's a man and she doesn't consider him on the same level of competition as a woman

David didn't want Ivy, so there was no reason for Rachel to be jealous. David wasn't a threat. He never would have taken Ivy away from her. So, Rachel didn't care.

When Rachel figures out that Ivy and Glenn are dating, I bet that she turns into a raving asshole again, and gets jealous of the time they are spending together, and the fact that Ivy can touch Glenn without wanting to kill him, etc.

Date: 2009-04-03 02:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wishing-wounds.livejournal.com
Haha, this made me realize that all-in-all, I'm pro-Ivy. Ivy/Rachel is my favorite pairing still, but between the two characters, Ivy's happiness is so much nicer to see.

Date: 2009-04-05 06:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fembuck.livejournal.com
this made me realize that all-in-all, I'm pro-Ivy.

YES! This.

Ivy/Rachel is my favorite pairing still, but between the two characters, Ivy's happiness is so much nicer to see.

I feel the same way. Writing Ivy/Glenn didn't cause me any distress whatsoever because it was so nice to be writing a happy, content Ivy. An Ivy who is being loved and admired like she should be.

Rachel/Ivy is still my OTP. But if I have to make one of them happy it'll be Ivy. Which sucks, cause you know that Cock Block will do the exact opposite (as she has been doing for 7 books now)

Date: 2009-04-03 02:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] vjb2006.livejournal.com
Poor Rachel, all she got was EXACTLY WHAT SHE ASKED FOR

*ahem*

Sorry, I'll get off my soapbox now.

I liked seeing Ivy happy and in control, even if it wasn't with pigheadhead Rachel

Date: 2009-04-05 06:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fembuck.livejournal.com
Poor Rachel, all she got was EXACTLY WHAT SHE ASKED FOR

Amen!

I liked seeing Ivy happy and in control, even if it wasn't with pigheadhead Rachel

This. Ultimately, I want Rachel and Ivy to end up together. BUT, I don't mind Ivy finding some happiness away from Rachel for a while. Quite frankly, Rachel deserves to suffer a bit after torturing Ivy for 7 books.

Date: 2009-04-03 06:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dollfleshdecay.livejournal.com
“So,” Glenn began, hesitant as he looked over at me. “She’s pissed at you, right?”

This made me giggle. 'Wait, she's not mad at me right?'

I loved that Ivy is happy. *sigh* She is really dreamy...

Although I sort of felt sorry for Rachel, ultimately it is her choice. She's made her bed, and now she's got to lie in it. Rachel can seriously piss off.

Wonderful job!

Date: 2009-04-05 07:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fembuck.livejournal.com
I loved that Ivy is happy. *sigh* She is really dreamy...

This. Happy!Ivy was maybe my favorite part of WWBC. I wish she could have been acting like that because of Rachel, but happy!Ivy, is a happy Ivy and I'll take it.

Although I sort of felt sorry for Rachel, ultimately it is her choice. She's made her bed, and now she's got to lie in it. Rachel can seriously piss off.

This! Rachel is bitching and moaning, but with a word (well, maybe a sentence) from her, she could have exactly what she wants. She CHOOSES to push Ivy away, so she has not right to be pissy and jealous because someone else CHOOSES to return Ivy's feelings.

Date: 2009-04-03 06:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] julygreen.livejournal.com
Yes! Great to see Ivy being happy and confident and having fun - squirm, Rachel, squirm. This was so cathartic.

Date: 2009-04-05 07:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fembuck.livejournal.com
Great to see Ivy being happy and confident and having fun

Yes, happy!ivy is amazing!

This was so cathartic.

Glad I could help! That's totally why I wrote it. I had (and have) major issues to work through with these two - most of which involve wanting to make Rachel suffer.

Date: 2009-04-03 07:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] madndizzee.livejournal.com
hah! serves Rachel right. ok, i do sympathise a little but i think it's about time Ivy got some happiness with someone else. even then she'd ditch Glenn in a jiffy if Rachel crooked her finger. i don't suppose you're gonna write a sequel where Rachel wises up and makes a move?

Date: 2009-04-05 07:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fembuck.livejournal.com
i do sympathise a little but i think it's about time Ivy got some happiness with someone else. even then she'd ditch Glenn in a jiffy if Rachel crooked her finger.

This. Rachel is choosing to be miserable right now. She is self-sabotaging as she always does. She is the blame for being alone. Ivy just outright told her that she could still have her if she wanted her, and Rachel just sat there like a pimple on a fairies ass (shout out, Jenks!) doing nothing. SUFFER, idiot woman, SUFFER!

i don't suppose you're gonna write a sequel where Rachel wises up and makes a move?

I'm thinking about it. I'll see if something comes to me.

Date: 2009-04-03 09:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prim8.livejournal.com
"But Ivy was with Glenn, and I would have to learn to live with that."
hmm...the last five words sound familiar...:)

Ivy and Glenn still makes me a bit uncomfortable
but with Rachel, I can't help but think "take that you bitch! it's your fault!"

Great to see you're stil ficcing Hollows :)

Date: 2009-04-05 07:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fembuck.livejournal.com
hmm...the last five words sound familiar...:)

Yeah, this was kind of a giant eff-yes to CB, based on that response. UGH! Rachel doesn't need to learn to live with anything, she needs to fight for what she wants.

Ivy and Glenn still makes me a bit uncomfortable
but with Rachel, I can't help but think "take that you bitch! it's your fault!"


My problem is I know it won't last. Glenn doesn't have the personality to be able to survive Ivy's life for long. Kind of like Marshall. Glenn is more adaptable, and we've seen that he can change and grow, but he's too rigid for Ivy. So it's going to end badly, which will plunge her into more self-hate.

But, I do like the idea of Rachel suffering watching Ivy happy with someone else, touching someone else, while she's alone. Of course, since Rachel didn't even notice that they were dating, I don't know how much she is going to suffer canonically, cause canon!Rachel only cares about herself.
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Date: 2009-04-05 07:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fembuck.livejournal.com
Look @ what you've done to Ravy fans KH! Is this what you wanted?

Yeah, I know. It's like you might want to reconsider your direction when you've got fans actively hoping for the lead character to suffer.

Knowing that she could've had Ivy and basically *effed it up. But at the same time I was like "Haha witch! Not so cool when the shoe is on the other foot, huh?"

She could still have Ivy in this though. Ivy basically just said Rachel chose not to be with her, and Rachel was still choosing not to be with her. If Rachel had gone after Ivy when she walked away, she wouldn't have gotten sexin' that night with Glenn in Ivy's room, but Ivy totes would have broken up with Glenn for her, and there could have been sexin' that afternoon. But Rachel CHOOSE again, not to do anything.

KH is always referring to Ivy as her 'tragic' character & that kind of irritates me. I agree, she has a really screwed up past but it seems like she's repeatedly being hurt by someone or something FOR NO REASON. Even those closest to her (I.e. Rachel the tease & Jenks always taking Rachel's side) seem to do things that always come back and bite IVY in the butt 10x harder.

THIS! OMG! This "tragic figure" bullshit Cock Block is spewing about Ivy really irritates me. Everything that Ivy does is for someone else. Ivy's only tragic flaw is CARING ABOUT PEOPLE! What kind of message does it send, when Rachel who is selfish as fuck keeps getting rewarded for being a self-centered arrogant little fuckwit, and Ivy who constantly puts the well-being of others in front of hers (keeping Piscary away from Erica AND Rachel, keeping LeDevine away from Rachel, staying with Rachel to protect her from unknown vamps because of the scar SHE DIDN'T give Rachel instead of going off with Skimmer, giving her wish to Mia so Mia could find the love Ivy was denied, etc.) is made to SUFFER ENDLESSLY. Seriously, what the fuck?

Her relationships may be temporarily postponed

This is it. Things don't always go as Rachel wants, but someone else always suffers more than she does. What I hate is that we're supposed to feel sorry for Rachel instead of the people she screwed over. Kisten died because of her. Ivy's been raped twice because of her. Marshall lost is entire business and had to move across country because of knowing her for a day. But in all of these situations, K.H. writes it like we should be felling "oh, poor Rachel. Woe is her". When really I just want to yell, "GET AWAY FROM HER! SHE IS TOXIC! SHE WILL DESTROY YOU AND THEN FEEL SORRY FOR HERSELF! RUN! RUN!!!"

Date: 2009-04-04 01:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lost-dreamer23.livejournal.com
Finally, Rachel feels pain. Loveyoukthxbai <3
(*is too sleep-deprived to write really big comment*)

Date: 2009-04-05 07:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fembuck.livejournal.com
Yes. It's like, SUFFER IDIOT WOMAN! SUFFER!

She had it coming!

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Date: 2009-04-05 06:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yukivampyra.livejournal.com
Is it weird I kind of enjoyed Rachel finally getting the short end of the stick?

Though I still kind of felt for her, just a little, but that was mostly the Ravy shipper in me. >.>

Date: 2009-04-05 07:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fembuck.livejournal.com
oIs it weird I kind of enjoyed Rachel finally getting the short end of the stick?

No. I think we're all taking great pleasure in the stupid idiot suffering a little. She had it coming. For a long time she had it coming.

I still kind of felt for her, just a little, but that was mostly the Ravy shipper in me.

Yeah. I dont' want Rachel to suffer forever. I just want her to grow a brain and make a good decision so that she and Ivy can be happily ever after. But until she grows that brain, I want her to suffer now. Seven books was more than enough time to put up with her idiocy.

Date: 2010-03-24 08:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] seelyfey.livejournal.com
OMG. I heart you for this. I stopped reading KH's books because I just got so damn frustrated with the stupidity that is Rachel Morgan. This. Was. Awesome. About damn time Ivy got some happiness and about damn time Rachel got to experience what it's like not to be the center of the universe. (can ya tell I'm a little frustrated with our dear Rachel?)

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